Elan Mudrow
Smidgens
Ramona Falls’ Mist
Ramona’s whisper requites us to ourselves—our fires extinguished, our thirst sated.
That voice, a pact between mountain and moisture, is a quiet call to us
The stumbling pilgrims, forest wanderers, wishful sages who suffer from acute chatter.
Its language—slow—near wordless, near nothing, paints upon the brow reminders…
Of lost talk of the ancient shape of myths, wrapped around delicate, heavy truths,
Source of our combined story.
We arrive with city hands, parched
To drink for the first time—again.
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Yes, it is a beautiful place. Even on sunny days, it’s shaded deep in the forest.
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Refreshing. Boy would I love to be there right now. Beautiful!
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beautiful imagery & photo.
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Wonderful, remembering nature as our great teachers
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Thanks my friend.
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The picture energizes me and calms me at the same time. Your poetry is so moving,
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Beautiful
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Beautiful photo!! LOVE nature!
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I love the seeming-contradictions-that-aren’t: quiet call, wordless language, delicate heavy truths, drinking for the first time—again. Ramona Falls seems a perfect place to listen to nature and contemplate life. 🙂
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Sooo pretty!!!!!!! 😮
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picture speaks volumes..
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You’re an observer, Elan. You see things in great detail and find a way to encompass these visuals with the perfect lines of prose and poetry. I see you as someone who can teach me ways to view the world. Mazeltov!
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Great picture and thoughtful words
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This actually made feel drenched in nature! Wonderfully written, keep up the refreshing words!
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The last two lines really capture the feeling I get when escaping into nature. A soul drinking experience.
I always enjoy your writing.
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It’s a beautiful falls. A little higher, 5 miles or so, and you can stand right next to Mt. Hood on Yocum Ridge. Steep. The glacier used to come right up the the trail’s end, but it has receded.
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you made me google ramona falls… damn you, in a good way 🙂
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Wonderful picture of the falls. Your words are like a meditation. Lovely.
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Such a delight to read this beautiful piece ❤️
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Gorgeous!
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Beautifully written😊
The imagery so perfectly stated
Love it!
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Image beautifully captured! Loving the writing too. Can’t wait to see your next post.
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Wow interesting words and nice photo!!!
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One of the few outstanding photos of waterfalls that really impressed me. Great picture, Elan!
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The oxymoron ending is powerful and lingers. I have been permanently misted and mystified by this, a delightful spell your writing always leaves me with.
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Beautiful image and words.
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slaking the contemplative mystical
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